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  <updated>2007-02-11T05:07:30Z</updated>
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    <title>procrastinating</title>
    <published>2007-02-11T05:07:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-11T05:07:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i REALLY should go and do my home work but i dont want to go into my room its a mess. goal number 1. WHEN I MOVE INTO MY NEW HOUSE IM GOING TO KEEP MY ROOM CLEAN!!!!! and study and earn lots and lots of money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg and do my room and home work.!&lt;br /&gt;gah i hate year 12. im not very streesed which i dont know if thats a good sign but meh ill live its not the end of the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye laragh</content>
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    <title>lathraich @ 2007-02-11T15:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-11T05:00:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-11T05:00:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok im really bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           this weekend has been really really good. i saw sean after like not seeing him for 3 weeks it was crap not seeing him. lol..... its almost six months we have been together. six months since the SGTs pre course and six months since i got ko at my tae kwon do tournement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work sucks at the moment i might quit i cant work week days cuz of school but im just going to work fridays until i find another job because i need the money but my boss wont give me any weekend shifts because im not good enough or some shit like that but i need money i need to move out etc. &lt;br /&gt;i went today to drop off my cv, i dropped off three the place i wanted to drop it off to wasnt open today. ive applied at coles and supre and a few other places hopefully i get a job i really need the money like really bad &lt;br /&gt;                      *i want to move out this year&lt;br /&gt;                      * buy a car &lt;br /&gt;                      * pay rego,insurance etc&lt;br /&gt;                      * and have enough money to save and live off&lt;br /&gt;and then i think im going to go to adfa do pharamacy, radiography, pshycology or an intelligence officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really bored.&lt;br /&gt;i wsa marching today for the nation service day march that was good then i went to drop my cv off and i was in my polys and yeah the looks i got were great, this group of emos just stoped and stared at me it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;well i gtg &lt;br /&gt;bye all</content>
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    <title>lathraich @ 2007-02-04T14:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-04T03:31:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-04T03:31:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>oasis-dont go away</lj:music>
    <content type="html">some one write something im sooooo bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;i went driving, did homework and watch movies with my mum. lol. i stalled the car so many times. &lt;br /&gt;im shaking from the copouis amounts of coffee ive been having since i started back at school. this year is already turning out to be a bitch well where english in concerned yes all the other subjects are fine just english is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good vs evil?&lt;br /&gt;is it really worth expeincing the good if people suffer? it just doesnt seem as good does it seem as good, even if we all live mediocre lives without the need for good people to help its worth it to remove pain and suffering from the world.&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if we removed all evil from soceity? would it the be good what would it be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im talking about try to organise a trip to kokada through cadets and if that doesnt work then go and do the sandakan death march trail in borneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really bored someone post something plz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol &lt;br /&gt;laragh</content>
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    <title>lathraich @ 2007-01-27T15:26:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-27T04:27:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-27T04:27:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So Here`s the deal. Start with 100% and take away 1% for everything that you've done. Then repost as you're __% virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said yes to 78 out of 100 questions lol i dont think thats good. so i got 28% i think i failed lol or passed which ever you look at it? so ill let you do it and see what you get lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Drank alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cried when someone died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Been drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Had sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Been to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Given a handjob/gotten a handjob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Been verbally/sexually harassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Verbally/sexually harassed somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Felt someone up and/or been felt up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Been to homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Cried at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Went streaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Given or received a lap dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Had someone of the opposite sex in your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Went scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Driven a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Gotten an x-ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Hit by a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Had a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Done drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Played strip poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Got paid to strip for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Ran away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Bought porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Watched porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Made porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Had a crush on someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Been in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. French kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Laughed so hard you cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Cried yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Laughed yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Stabbed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Shot a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Been online for 9 consecutive hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Watched an animal die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Watched a person die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Kissed and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 person present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Pranked somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Put somebody in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Kissed somebody of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Dressed punk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Dressed goth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Dressed preppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Been to a motocross race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Avoided somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Been stalked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Stalked someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Met a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Played an instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Ridden a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Cut yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Ding dong ditched somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Been to a wild party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Got caught stealing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Kicked a guy in the balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Went out with your friend's crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Got arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Been pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Babysat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Been to another state / country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Started your house on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Had an encounter with a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Donated your hair to cancer patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Been asked out by someone that you never thought you'd be asked out by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Cried over a member of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Sat on your butt all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Had a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Gotten cut from a sports team.40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Been called a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Danced like a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Been told you look like a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Been in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Been told you have beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Been told you have beautiful hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Raped somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Danced in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Been rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Walked out of a restaurant without paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Punched someone/slapped someone in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Kissed someone on the lips</content>
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    <title>lathraich @ 2007-01-21T17:17:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-21T06:20:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-21T06:20:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">omg things to do.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;             *finish chem&lt;br /&gt;             * start bio&lt;br /&gt;             *read a brave new world for english&lt;br /&gt;and all in one friggin week. &lt;br /&gt;its hsc year this year big time big year. but only 3 terms more and we got to hit the ground running and running fucking fast too.&lt;br /&gt;to much to do not enough time. i can hear mash on im going to go and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye</content>
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    <title>a question!</title>
    <published>2007-01-15T10:13:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-15T10:13:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok how many SGTs does it take to lower the flag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;it takes four SGTs to raise and lower the flag, 1 to attempt to lower it 2 to say oh shit we are screwed and the other to make jokes about it, one csm to scream at us for been incompetent and say he is going to have our heads, one training officer to glare at us and 3 cuos to laugh. &lt;br /&gt;in other words the SGTs are screwed!!!</content>
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    <title>lathraich @ 2007-01-03T11:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-03T01:02:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-03T01:02:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>trouble coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hey every one happy new year, i hope your new year is going as great as mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a recap on 2006 wow what a year filled with so many events so many emotions both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;i started year 11 first off that was crap, i turned 16 became legal lol hehehe. then broke up with tim. which wasnt one of the highlights of the year. went on our school anual camp for cadets. &lt;br /&gt;then i started going out with ben. and i got my braces off yay that was really good my teeth we sooo slimy lol.&lt;br /&gt;i got inroduced to soceity at my debutane ball. another excuse for our school to spend heaps of money and people to get smashed lol i dont mind the second one cuz thats excatly what i did lol.&lt;br /&gt;i broke up with ben a week after :'( i couldnt cope with anything with jeni dying at the same time and i felt so guilty while i shouldve been seeing jeni i was geting smashed. three weeks later on the first day of the holidays jeni died. a week after it was her funeral, her cremation, and her wake and then our own wake for jeni which involved pizza vodka candles and kero&lt;br /&gt;as we tried to write her mane in the ground and a road work witches cone and us runnning around singing and saying ahhh the potateo man and an icecream cake.&lt;br /&gt;that night was good it was what four close friends needed to kick back and remember our time with jeni god bless her.&lt;br /&gt;the holidays came and went i worked most of them the rest of them were kinda a blur i dont remember much.&lt;br /&gt;then it came term 3 and we started getting ready for the sgts course in august i went on the precourse and met sean :) yay he was such a gentleman and still is. &lt;br /&gt;term 3 was over and so was year 11 but now it was year 12 the end was in site.&lt;br /&gt;omg!!!&lt;br /&gt;sean and i had been going out for a while now. we started going out on the day of my tae kwon do tornement lol. &lt;br /&gt;then the holidays came and we went on our sgts course and passed.&lt;br /&gt;then we went into term four not much happened there. school school and more school oh big als closed down so i was out of a job which was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;i went on tae kwon do camp and then a few weeks later went to sydney for a memorial day for jeni the night before we took my friends mum to the hospital and while we were there everything normal as always just watching the news, the news can deleiver such horrible news. like a blow i felt sick my friend lilly claro and really good irish dancer and a champion too died the night before her hsc. it seemed that anyting could happen now we were so vunrebale&lt;br /&gt;then it was the holidays again and then christmas it seemed to creep up on you so quickly last year it didnt even feel like christmas i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;and then it was new year and yay another year and lets hope 2007 is much better than 2006.</content>
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    <title>the love lost and found in the sea of hopes</title>
    <published>2006-12-08T08:42:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T08:42:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">you say its love. &lt;br /&gt;you said it was true? &lt;br /&gt;but now i think,&lt;br /&gt;was it you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those nights&lt;br /&gt;when i cried on the phone&lt;br /&gt;your soothing words&lt;br /&gt;oh i love you i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasit real?&lt;br /&gt;was it true.&lt;br /&gt;and in the morning &lt;br /&gt;when you woke, &lt;br /&gt;your soft sweet groan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these things&lt;br /&gt;all those words&lt;br /&gt;i love you &lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;that you said?&lt;br /&gt;was it true?&lt;br /&gt;when you said&lt;br /&gt;i love you i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then one night &lt;br /&gt;it all changed&lt;br /&gt;when i asked &lt;br /&gt;do you love me &lt;br /&gt;you said &lt;br /&gt;do i love you? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my world &lt;br /&gt;came crashing down&lt;br /&gt;i could barely breathe &lt;br /&gt;or frown.&lt;br /&gt;the world that you built&lt;br /&gt;was all lies and not at all true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears falling &lt;br /&gt;from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;you said it was true&lt;br /&gt;you even said &lt;br /&gt;i do.</content>
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    <title>another poem.</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T10:17:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T10:17:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>got a song stuck in my head does that count?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running, running.&lt;br /&gt;Away from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;So real, yet so fake&lt;br /&gt;Is it there?&lt;br /&gt;What do I feel?&lt;br /&gt;Cloaking it in a &lt;br /&gt;Mask. &lt;br /&gt;A mask of lies.&lt;br /&gt;Happy faces &lt;br /&gt;Cold smiles&lt;br /&gt;Empty eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing there. &lt;br /&gt;I’m not here. &lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloaking it in a &lt;br /&gt;Mask.&lt;br /&gt;A mask of lies. &lt;br /&gt;The truth the truth&lt;br /&gt;Find it find it.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;There is no truth. &lt;br /&gt;Just more lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pain. &lt;br /&gt;No pain. &lt;br /&gt;Just me running. &lt;br /&gt;Away from you. &lt;br /&gt;The pain.&lt;br /&gt;As fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;The pain all to real.&lt;br /&gt;You are too real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes, mocking me.&lt;br /&gt;Happy faces &lt;br /&gt;Cold smiles&lt;br /&gt;Empty eyes. &lt;br /&gt;My empty eyes&lt;br /&gt;My fake happy face&lt;br /&gt;My cold smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Cold heart. Cold blood.</content>
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    <title>lathraich @ 2006-12-04T19:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T09:35:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T09:35:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok... what i have i been doing this past while?... &lt;br /&gt;well i still havent started talking to allan yet. he is still acting like a 12 year old girl suffering from pms. and for his information i wasnt going to be drinking because of my stomach ulcers and the fact that im a life gaurd and have a duty of care so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww my boyfriend is so so sweet. he is saying when we move in together, he is going to provide all the money and do all the hosue work. aww isnt that sweet. but... there is always a but... im going to get a job and earn money, and im goig to do house work too. &lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to sit at home all day doing nothing. i am going to go out and get a degree, and i am going to get a hugh paying job, and i am going to change the world. &lt;br /&gt;yeah in and ideal world but in this world just scrap the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what im going to do with my life yet. i want to do something in medicine or science but my mum and aunt say i have great people skills so id be better off working as a phycologist or a social worker, or something tto do with people. but i really love science espically chemistry and carbon chemisrty. &lt;br /&gt;that or i might apply for adfa. i dont know what i would do there. go in to the army most likely. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in an ideal world i could get paid to do something i love, irish dancing, flute, skating or surfing that would be great. and so easy. but its not an ideal world and so that most likely wont happen. though if i get good enough in skating i might be able to score a sponser. which would be mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats all from me. school is almost out omg yeah so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laragh</content>
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    <title>cruel words, poision tears</title>
    <published>2006-11-26T11:21:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-26T11:22:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sunday bloody sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tears falling as cruelly as&lt;br /&gt;your words&lt;br /&gt;hitting hard&lt;br /&gt;whats the point?&lt;br /&gt;cruel words escape from&lt;br /&gt;their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;and cruel tears fall from&lt;br /&gt;my eyes like cruel poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words came as coldly&lt;br /&gt;and harshly as they could&lt;br /&gt;have been delivered &lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears falling from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;cruel tears falling like&lt;br /&gt;crying poison falling from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;your cruel words escaping from your mouth &lt;br /&gt;cloaking you in pain and sadness.</content>
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    <title>untittled</title>
    <published>2006-11-26T10:32:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-26T10:32:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sunday bloody sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">cant close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try&lt;br /&gt;buryit deep within &lt;br /&gt;the pain the pain&lt;br /&gt;just make it go away&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try &lt;br /&gt;it just wont go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running and getting nowhere&lt;br /&gt;trenches dug deep withing my &lt;br /&gt;torn heart, everything torn apart&lt;br /&gt;running and getting nowhere&lt;br /&gt;how long just how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears keep falling with&lt;br /&gt;nowhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;do they even fall at all?&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to know.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to admit, i dont want &lt;br /&gt;to commit. i dont want to feel&lt;br /&gt;just live with no pain&lt;br /&gt;how long just how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant close my eyes and&lt;br /&gt;make it go away it is real&lt;br /&gt;the tears wont fall wipe my &lt;br /&gt;eyes theres nothing there&lt;br /&gt;the battle in my heart&lt;br /&gt;the trenches dug deep in my soul&lt;br /&gt;who has won i have lost&lt;br /&gt;the fighting just keeps going&lt;br /&gt;and i just keep running&lt;br /&gt;running and getting nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long just how long?&lt;br /&gt;do i have to run?&lt;br /&gt;how long just how long?&lt;br /&gt;can i run?&lt;br /&gt;wipe my eyes the tears wont fall &lt;br /&gt;there is nothing there&lt;br /&gt;the tears wont fall wipe &lt;br /&gt;my eyes there is nothing there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long just how long? &lt;br /&gt;do i have to run?&lt;br /&gt;how long just how long?&lt;br /&gt;can i run?...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lathraich:9517</id>
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    <title>lathraich @ 2006-11-22T09:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-21T23:00:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T10:06:00Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">im sick and bored. woke up at 2 with stomache pains right under my ribs and was crying for ages and i didnt want to wake my mum up but had to in the end i could have sworn i was going to die.... ok exagration but it was so bad. &lt;br /&gt;i am going to miss my first hsc assesment. not good!!!! and another assesment tomorrow and another on tuesday joy the fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the panadol wearing off.. not good at all. if i can stay still i should be ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my mum took msn off my computer gah evil haha i found it heheh...&lt;br /&gt;joy get to go to the sretcod to yeah they get to tell me what is wrong with me and give me a peice of paper that says im actually sick oh yippie!!! i can prove im sick lol... and i know whats wrong with me i ave a cold and a pissed of stomach!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note i have almost finished school for the year yay lol and i am well on my way to saving up for a car yay now i just need about $800 more and i will have a car. im very excited and im going to go for my l's soon i have to go before the 2nd of december cuz thats when liv wants to go out although im not going out with her we are going for our l's together yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aghh all this coughing is hurting my throat... i need a job i need money. job= money, money= car, car= freedom lol yay. i cant wait to finish school. i really wish big al hadnt closed down. i loved working there weird as that may sound but yeah the people were great. &lt;br /&gt;the food at times was bad but i really miss it now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you havent noticed by now im bored. i think im going to try and persuade dad to pay me if i help him create triva for his hotel. i need money bad...&lt;br /&gt;omg its nearly 10am wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah there is no one to talk too. every one is at school i think i might go camping with ben and every one in the first week of holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored and going to leave now.. lol do something to waste more time...&lt;br /&gt;laragh</content>
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    <title>evil?</title>
    <published>2006-11-17T23:30:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-17T23:30:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">am i really that evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/pureevil.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;How evil are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lathraich:9059</id>
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    <title>lathraich @ 2006-11-16T13:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T03:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T03:45:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just a quick thing. &lt;br /&gt;here is a link to a study pack/guide thing for any one who is studying the tyger by william blake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookrags.com/The_Tyger"&gt;http://www.bookrags.com/The_Tyger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookrags.com/The_Tyger"&gt;BookRags: The Tyger Summary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laragh</content>
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    <title>english</title>
    <published>2006-11-14T10:58:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-14T10:58:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate the subject english. the log book mainly. it ruined english for me. &lt;br /&gt;however the only good thing about english is that i have to write a creative response it can be a reflective peice. and so im going to put in the posts that i wrote about lilly and jeni, my two friends that died into it. that is good because i can fully put it into an imaginative journey. which will be good and itsa kinda funny i was reading over what i wrote and so much for been illiterate yes i know i cant spell some things but anyhows thats not the case, but my wording and grammar is really good. &lt;br /&gt;lol. yay my english teacher said that my last poem NOTHING was really well written. &lt;br /&gt;yay. &lt;br /&gt;any hows if anyone has any ideas or comments for the english thing please post its for my hsc and i need help om,g only 7 days till my first hsc assesment is due.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;sean look at this now. &lt;br /&gt;i love you lol hehe sean mwai hurt something under my shoulder blade oh and also my tae kwon do master said i can go for my next grading. yay blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slan leat laragh</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lathraich:8590</id>
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    <title>its monday already</title>
    <published>2006-11-13T10:56:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-13T10:56:41Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">im bored and school is so painful. amellia english gah it is soo painful i did nearly six typed pages of notes on the tempest and the wind and the willows in my two free periods. omg. i have a meeting with mrs proudfoot tomorrow in my free period in fourth omg ahhh im shitting myself i havent done my film text shit!!&lt;br /&gt;i have though got a free before then which will save me somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that im really bored. went to tae kwon do tonight. and tomorrow have to teach ratel lesson to 2-platoon and i dont know ratel it kinda is anoying been a sergeant cuz every one expects you to be perfect and know everything im filling in for a sergeant who is away tomorrow and im taking her ratel and drill lesson drill im fine with i know drill plus its pretty much self explainatory but ratel they can ask tricky questions and stuff and yeah. that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and cpl are not allowed to teach yet which i think sucks becuase when i was a cpl i had to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any hows im meant to be going off to be but im avoiding it, dreams plauge my sleep keeping me awake even while i slumber through the night. ironic huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amellia im worried im looking forward to english i mean if we had mrs wisely but im not finding english that bad i dont have a problem with mrs proudfoot. just the subject english is painful lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any hows im off to bed. some time in the not to distant future. ahh shat i have to fix my bed the slats fell out last night. yeah nup i cant be bothered the worst that can happen is that more slats fall out lol....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite all.&lt;br /&gt;slan leat laragh</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lathraich:8197</id>
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    <title>R.I.P lilly</title>
    <published>2006-11-11T05:01:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-11T05:01:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>khe sahn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i just want to put a bit of a tribute to Lilly Claro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lilly was one of the best if not was the best irish dancer i knew. i had the privilege of having her as a friend and also as a teacher at irish dancing sometimes. lilly i miss you heaps. and i wish i could turn back time and just tell you that you are a wonderful person and you taught me so much. i miss you and love you heaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could bring my self to post something for a while after Lilly's death.&lt;br /&gt;lilly i miss you so much i wish you didnt have to leave us. but now you will forever be young and never grow old. you were an angel sent down from god to look after us for a short time. and you did. you showed us to live life to the fullest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lilly you were a great friend, you were always happy and always laughing i remember when you would come in half way through our lesson and jennifer would get annoyed because you were distracting us.it was funny. we all ended up laughing about what i cant remember. &lt;br /&gt;and i remember the time you took us for the christmas holiday class that was really fun. you were always so funny even when you werent trying to be.&lt;br /&gt; you were the best lilly and i am so privileged to have been able to dance with you in the finale at the Edge Ballet Academy 2003. and through out 2004. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Lilly for being you. watch over us all. i know your happy and laughing and dancing with god now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the lord of the dance and the dance will always go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of love to you lilly from laragh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to Lilly's family Miss Jennifer i am so sorry for your loss. my love goes to you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laragh</content>
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    <title>insert question mark&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; ?</title>
    <published>2006-11-03T06:56:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-03T06:56:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wrote an artwork today i see it as an art work im in one of those artistic moods, ironic though the way it came about. through the refusal to do my work in english because im just so sick of journey and the log book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing nothing nothing is here&lt;br /&gt;all gone all alone. Nothing nothing&lt;br /&gt;nothing is here empty standing&lt;br /&gt;alone. Cold.Frozen. Nothing at&lt;br /&gt;all.&lt;br /&gt;nothing nothing nothing is here&lt;br /&gt;no bridges left to the world nothing&lt;br /&gt;to connect to. Isolated on my own&lt;br /&gt;island. Nothing no one anything&lt;br /&gt;all is gone.&lt;br /&gt;no thoughts, no feeling, no emotion&lt;br /&gt;not even numb just nothing just&lt;br /&gt;a hollow human core, just moving&lt;br /&gt;like a puppet. No liFe yet the Heart&lt;br /&gt;still beatS. just nothing nothing&lt;br /&gt;at all. No feAr, no pain, no hiGh&lt;br /&gt;no low Just nothing. Is it even nothing what is nothing&lt;br /&gt;is it this or is it that a black abyss of life a black abyss&lt;br /&gt;of MadneSS. Nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;just nothing. Nothing But Boredom&lt;br /&gt;And liFe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my printer wont turn on i want to scan something ive tried turning on the on button. but alas it didnt work. just my luck eh?&lt;br /&gt;im really bored i havent posted in ages. so much has changed and yet it is all still the same. &lt;br /&gt;it so strange and so comforting all at the same time. quite odd really if you think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else to say......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever wonder what life would be like if you could go back and change things say things you should have said. done things you should have done.? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laragh</content>
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    <title>my story</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T10:55:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T10:55:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">hey ive been writing a story i got bored... i think... no thats right had to write it for english and never finished it lol hehe!!!here it is:&lt;br /&gt;The wind was howling, the rain pelting down against their faces as they ran. Father than they had ever run before, leg pumping and aching now from the sprint through the sloshing undergrowth. Then all went quiet, no one stood next to her mimicking her every move, and he was gone. She couldn’t see any one or any thing for miles, and the misty fog was slowly engulfing her small and frail form. She opened her mouth but nothing came out, she couldn’t fathom the energy to scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She woke with a sudden start. Why did she every night have the same reoccurring dream. About the same person. Though tonight’s was different, she saw his face.&lt;br /&gt;She knew why she was running.  She knew what was after her. But why? Why did she have to protect him? What did she posses that made her so special to protect him? It wasn’t her brute force, because she barely measured five foot. She was tiny, petite, often referred to as a breakable doll. Her perfect white skin and crimson red hair and piercing violet eyes that left you wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reached over and turned on her light, an eerie greyish shadow was cast across the room. “Damn” it was only one am.&lt;br /&gt;She lay back down staring at the ceiling. Wondering what she was going to do next.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly her eyes drifted closed and sleep beckoned her, she was falling into the abyss of madness and she knew it but couldn’t fight it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mist now covered her form; she could feel the cool moistness. The way it clung to her skin as she moved though the night to find shelter, as if it were kissing her. The night was cool and moist. The mist was starting to clear in the tops of the trees, no hope however for that down here. The moon hung low like a mourning presence. She could feel it in the air, sadness.&lt;br /&gt;It clung to everything even this mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piercing cry broke the silence.  It was him.&lt;br /&gt;She ran faster and faster until no more could she breathe, her own breath was suffocating her yet she still couldn’t find him, though she felt as though she was right on top of him. His scream nearer and nearer with every step she took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where are you, why can’t I find you?” she screamed in grave panic now. It was then that she realised that she had just made the biggest mistake of her life. She wasn’t expecting her own voice to betray her. She always expected another’s voice to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thought occurred to her something that a wise man once said.&lt;br /&gt;“Thora Imagine an arrow. You cannot hit two targets with one arrow. If your thoughts stray,&lt;br /&gt;You miss the enemy’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;Mind and arrow must become one.&lt;br /&gt;Only with such concentration of mental and physical power, can your arrow hit the target and pierce the heart. &lt;br /&gt;Now child remember this as you will heed my advice in the future”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was known to many as the prophet, but Thora saw him as a silly old man. He had overcome many impossible feats, proved many wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She woke up to the buzzing of the machine next to her bed. The monitor as she knew it. A large white machine with many buttons. Light flashing and sounds whirring.  Hushed voices were outside. Probably discussing her progress.&lt;br /&gt;They were always talking always discussing. Though each time she opened her eyes, the room cleared suddenly of all people. Each time she awoke, they fled. What were they afraid of? Why did they flee when she woke? &lt;br /&gt;The soft hushed voices carried through into her room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lowan come quick, they are here if you wish to die stay but come with me come.” She shouted over the anarchy. The clang of metal against bone came from around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment on it if u like it or not!</content>
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    <title>someting deep something meaningful</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T07:27:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T07:27:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">yeah right i dont know wow this day has been a total waste but then no day is ever a waste not one ever. &lt;br /&gt;here is something to get you thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we do in life...&lt;br /&gt;Is it not just a game?&lt;br /&gt;                    Gururaj ananda yog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is an invention&lt;br /&gt;Now is a reality.&lt;br /&gt;So much for creativity is happening&lt;br /&gt;for the simple reason that we&lt;br /&gt;have withdrawn ourselves&lt;br /&gt;from past and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our whole energy remains blocked&lt;br /&gt;either in the past or in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you withdraw all you energy&lt;br /&gt;from past and future a&lt;br /&gt;tremendous explosion happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That explosion is creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life is there any real meaning?why are we put on this earth? are we to teach others to live and love like jeni? or are we to observe and watch? or is there no real life puprose are we just to exist... no life journeys... no hero's journey no quests just existinalism? (i think thats how u spell it lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slan leat&lt;br /&gt;laragh</content>
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    <title>it struck again</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T07:16:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T07:16:41Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Artistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/artistic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are expressive, original, and independent.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts,  music, or art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor &lt;br /&gt;Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer &lt;br /&gt;Dancer 	- DJ - Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me lol id love to just do photography all the time but have some one else paying for everything i dont have that type of money... id just live in the dark room if i could....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Die at Age 82&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/die.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! You take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You're poised to live a long, healthy life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/"&gt;What Age Will You Die?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yay though id like to live to 1oo but yeah thats good enough for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 100% Psychic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/psychic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so very psychic.&lt;br /&gt;But you already predicted that, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;You have "the gift" - and you use it daily to connect with others.&lt;br /&gt;You're very tapped into the world around you...&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure to use your powers for good!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/"&gt;Are You Psychic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow is this really what im like lol cool hope i am hehehe.....maybe i am maybe im not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 73% Pisces&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howpiscesareyouquiz/pisces.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpiscesareyouquiz/"&gt;How Pisces Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep thats me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE5DE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF5EE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a passion for everything - including sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing and brash, you tend to still shock those who know you well.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be selfish. You are the most likely type to hog the covers.&lt;br /&gt;You gravitate toward comfort and don't like extreme situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep this is deffintly me hehe... i like to shock people and do so often!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 10% Left Brained, 90% Right Brained&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its me...maybe it is maybe it isnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Aura is Violet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/violet.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idealistic and thoughtful, you have the mind and ideas to change the world.&lt;br /&gt;And you have the charisma of a great leader, even if you don't always use it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of your life: saying truths that other people dare not say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous purples include: Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King, Jr., Susan B. Anthony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers for you to try: Political Activist, Inventor, Life Coach&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6F3E5" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're 95% Irish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howirishareyouquiz/irish-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you're a shining example of an Irish lass (or lad).&lt;br /&gt;There's hardly anyone more Irish than you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howirishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Irish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot go me yay.. go the irish we rock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F0FFF0" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 12 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F8FFF8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/cake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay does this mean i dont have to grow up i dont want to to much responsibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Famous Last Words Will Be:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/death3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno, press the button and find out."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/"&gt;What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahaha lol that would be cool then BANG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Likely a First Born&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/first-born.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;At work and school, you do best when you're researching.&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you tend to agree with them often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you are considerate and compromising.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal careers are: business, research, counseling, promotion, and speaking.&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with discoveries, new information, and teaching people to dream.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/"&gt;The Birth Order Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep im a first born and love it though i always want more freedom and no responsebility no suprise there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Boyish and 40% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no suprise here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Penis Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/penisnamegenerator/peepee.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shag Stick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/penisnamegenerator/"&gt;Penis Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha ahhh lol thats good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/green.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes reflect: Striking attractiveness and danger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A vivid inner world&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/"&gt;What Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your purpose in life is to find truth and meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very spiritual, and you are interested in the mysteries of life.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite analytical and a great thinker. You have many theories and insights.&lt;br /&gt;A life of solitude is perfect for you. You need time to think and do things your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are quite charming. You attract many with your confidence and wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you enjoy being alone, sometimes you take it to an extreme.&lt;br /&gt;You can become too isolated, shutting out loved ones and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Express yourself a little bit more, and you'll be surprised where it takes you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth and meaning of life wells that to find out the meaning of life to understand it to value it to work out what the hell it is and to live it the way you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im going to stop boring you all now&lt;br /&gt;slan leat laragh</content>
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    <title>more bOREDOM</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T06:30:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T06:30:58Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">lol boredom has hit again this time with santa!!! nothing suss nothing suss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Blitzen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73EAA0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofsantasreindeerareyouquiz/blitzen.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always in good spirits, you're the reindeer who loves to party down with Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You're Naughty: You're always blitzed on Christmas Eve, while flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You're Nice: You mix up a mean eggnog martini.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichofsantasreindeerareyouquiz/"&gt;Which of Santa's Reindeer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more boredom however i am always cynical see they lie sometimes lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Surprised&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/surprised.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see many things through the eyes of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.&lt;br /&gt;You cherish all of the details in life.&lt;br /&gt;Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol maybe this is me maybe it isnt.. you can decide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/8.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.&lt;br /&gt;But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is me!yep boredom has struck again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ENFP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow well wasnt that fun... do you think you know more about me or less!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caio laragh</content>
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    <title>boredom hits</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T06:14:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T06:14:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">boredom has hit again.... so what better way to cure boredom than taking those stupid but funny online tests that never lie except when the promise beer and dont give any but yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a funny one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is an Aries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/aries.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love an Aries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Aries has the red-hot seduction skills to woo you&lt;br /&gt;Never boring, an Aries will give you the romantic challenge you crave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why an Aries will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the intensity and energy to go head to head with your Aries...&lt;br /&gt;And the undying passion to keep an Aries coming back for more.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean i hope your and aires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caio laragh</content>
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    <title>sean!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T05:55:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T06:02:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I __love___ you. You have a nice_arse_____. You make me __so happy_____. You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should ___not worry about why!____. Someday I will ___understand the world___. You + me =___awseomness _____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I saw you now I'd _____kiss you_____. I would build a __teleporter _____ just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you. If I could sing you any song it would be ____union of souls_____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could ____make love______ under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;______sean_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. ______your the best________.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol sean love you lots... you have made me so happy since i meet you i havent been this happy in so long... thank you love you lots xoxox &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caio laragh</content>
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